who's to say this is more than a dream?
what if we're not alone?
what if, more frightening, we are alone?
maybe there's nothing more to life than death.
maybe there's nothing more to look forward to than what we have right in front of us.
is that so hard to believe?
is that so hard to accept?
there is no God.
there is no Devil.
there is only you and me.
there is only you and me,
and this pathetic endeavor we call life.
